She can't remember, in the scramble, if Eddie's ever seen her do it, backed into a corner, when she's had to drag a grey in for help. She's not sure if he's ever seen what she's really capable of, when it comes down to surviving.

Still, now isn't the time to talk about it. Once she's back on her feet, she keeps pace with him.

"Where the fuck are we?" She asks, narrowly avoiding taking a spill on a pile of rubble.